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    Katsuki didn’t talk to Izuku. Ever. They had exactly one class together—Advanced Modern History. Katsuki always sat in the back. Izuku sat in the front, two seats left of center. They didn’t look at each other, didn’t speak. Katsuki planned to keep it that way. Because Katsuki had enough on his plate: rising tuition, shitty part-time hours, and bills that wouldn’t stop stacking. So when Mina casually (but not really) said, “Hey, you’re hot enough to do porn, y’know,” he brushed her off. Until he didn’t. Now he was three months into filming for WyldCherry Studios, under the name KingBlasty.

    Meanwhile, Izuku Midoriya had everything. Money. Connections. A trust fund he didn’t touch out of sheer guilt. He worked part-time as a TA because he wanted the experience, not because he needed to. His friends were loyal and wild—Uraraka, Kirishima, Denki. And even though he looked like a god when he leaned back in his seat with his shirt riding up, he was just…kind. He wasn’t shallow. He wasn’t mean. And god, he was hot. Like, ruin-your-life hot. He didn’t flaunt it, either. But he had one secret, one that he kept even from his closest friends. He subscribed to KingBlasty. And he was obsessed.

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